An entity, just so divine;
So serene, so calm and feels so fine.
A feeling to which people devote;
But it’s so hard for them to emote.
Imbibes the heart with a feeling unknown;
Person feels the joy who once used to moan.
This feeling you feel deep-down in your core;
Makes your heart sing, fly and soar.
This feeling when someone embraced;
Fell in the path of love never leaving a trace.
If this is what you want to find;
You need to be amongst the destined.
I never felt like this before;
Where my feelings never go ashore.
Thou will also feel the same;
And paint thou-self in the love’s frame.
Moaner, once I have been;
Love lost in the midst, never to seen.
Will this love end again?
Leave me with nothing but, just the pain.
Is suffering a form of love?
I suffered enough not leaving a cove.
I pray to Thou never do this to one;
Death is better than being loved by none.
Cursed is what my life would be;
Never feeling a thing, never being free.
Pain is through what I have gone;
Never again shall I be born.
All these years my heart cried aloud;
No one could hear though many were around.
Faking smile throughout the day;
Love is lost and so is my way.
So I plead to all, that thou pray to Lord;
Make thou amongst the luckiest of all.
Who find love and forever it lasts;
And thus love’s shadow is what they cast.
I still linger along with grief;
This pain and suffering I hope is brief.
So wish for love is what I say;
God bless you all and never take your love away.